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“I am truly perplexed that so many of my friends are against another mosque being built in Toronto. I think it should be the goal of every Canadian to be tolerant regardless of their religious beliefs.

Thus the mosque should be allowed, in an effort to promote tolerance.”

“That is why I also propose that two nightclubs be opened next door to the mosque; thereby promoting tolerance from within the mosque.

We could call one of the clubs, which would be gay,

“The Turban Cowboy,”

and the other, a topless bar, would be called

“You Mecca Me Hot.”

“Next door should be a butcher shop that specializes in pork, and adjacent to that an open-pit barbecue pork restaurant, called

“Iraq of Ribs.”

“Across the street there could be a lingerie store called

“Victoria Keeps Nothing Secret,”

with sexy mannequins in the window modeling the goods.”,and on the other side a liquor store called

“Morehammered.”

“All of this would encourage Muslims to demonstrate the tolerance they demand of us. “Yes we should promote tolerance, and you can do your part by passing this on.”

And if you are not laughing or smiling at this point… It is either pastyour bedtime, or it’s midnight at the oasis and time to put your camel to bed.

About

I am a nobody. If the different classes of America were color-coded, I would be in the yucky brown, one rung up from the bottom. I grew up in Naples, Florida and live near the Mississippi River now with my husband and two dogs. I am part of the slowly disappearing middle-class. I was a musician most of my life: drummer/singer/keyboards—but I retired before the plastic surgery flu hit. I have no degrees, which could be a good thing…depending on how you view our educational system. I do have three patents…but that really doesn’t make me a somebody. The one thing that is constant in my life is my OPINIONS, which i have more than perhaps even Carl Sagan could have imagined…mostly political. (yes…my ancestors were crabby buggers)

Hopefully other nobody’s will put their opinions on my site. But, if you happen to be a somebody, you’re more than welcomed to help out.